Me Iré Calladamente

I'll leave quietly
just as I arrived one day
I'll take with me
a guitar body
And some applause trapped between my fists
And a few wounds in the soul
I'll leave quietly
without tears or doubts
without words
Just my luggage
and the dust of the road back home

Tomorrow I'll look for that kite
made of paper in the attic
And I'll fix the old bicycle
I used to play with yesterday
And I'll pull out the grass from the garden
and plant a cherry tree and a rosebush
Tomorrow when I return, if I do
Tomorrow I'll erase every minute
from the clock's face
Tomorrow I'll hang on some hanger
what used to be a costume
Tomorrow the laughter of children playing
will brighten my heart
Tomorrow when I return, if I do.

I'll leave calmly
just as I arrived without hurry
I'll take the memory of what was my life
And some letters in my pockets
Maybe a forbidden poem
I'll leave quietly without tears, without doubts
without words
Just my luggage and the dust
of the road back home
Tomorrow I'll look for that kite
made of paper in the attic
And I'll fix the old bicycle
I used to play with yesterday
And I'll pull out the grass from the garden
and plant a cherry tree and a rosebush
Tomorrow when I return, if I do
Tomorrow I'll erase every minute
from the clock's face
Tomorrow I'll hang on some hanger
what used to be a costume
Tomorrow the laughter of children playing
will brighten my heart
Tomorrow when I return, if I do.